Verse 1
A guy named Bill saw someone kill
The milk of human kindness
He knew that hate pollutes the mind
And love is full of blindness
A wild goose chase soon ensued
To give that devil all his due
It ended at the crack of doom
In the corner of the elbow room
Chorus 1
So, break the ice and catch a cold
All that glitters isn’t gold
And all the dogs will have their days
He wore his heart upon his sleeve
A virtue of necessity
And boy that Bill could coin a phrase
Verse 2
So they let slip the dogs of war
Like no one’s ever seen before
He sold his kingdom for a horse
The devil, he fought back of course
So soldier on and beat the drums
When something wicked your way comes
And play those words, fancy-free
We know what fools these mortals be
Chorus 2 & 3
So, break the ice and catch a cold
All that glitters isn’t gold
And all the dogs will have their days
He wore his heart upon his sleeve
A virtue of necessity
And boy that Bill could coin a phrase
Outro
All’s well that ends well
All’s well that ends well
All’s well that ends well
All’s well that ends well
Lyrics By:
Carl E. Baldassarre & Mary Ann Daugherty